One time, I buddy and I befriended a squirrel. He followed us around for a while and even sat on our shoes if we'd stand next to him. My buddy (whose nickname was Pubes) agreed to keep an eye on him at his house that night while I went out (Pubes was grounded).
Anyways, I got a call the next day, and Buster the squirrel died.
Edit: Just texted Pubes for verification. The squirrel's name was in fact Buster. Buster the squirrel.